Tixall Poetry/The Same

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LXVII.

The Same.

Farewell all those happy days,
 I past new pleasures still persuing,
Since I saw Lavinia's face,
 I from that moment date ray ruin.

Wit adorn'd with ev'ry charm,
 And Beauty in its youthfull splendor,
Hearts best guarded soon disarme,
 And force the wisest to surrender.

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